One day the only butterflies left will be on your chest By: Bring me the Horizon

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on the verge of no return 
why’d you keep fucking it up
don’t want to have to bury you 
but nothing seems to get through your skull 
one day the only butterflies left will be in your chest
as you march towards your death
breathing your last breath
i hate to say i told you so 
but look how the bruises show 


tell me  how’s it gonna feel 
without my arms wrapped around,
wrapped around you. 
bet it feels pretty real when your skin
starts to peel from the bone. 
you were dead to the world  
now I’m dead to you 
haunting your own house  nothing to lose
 how did i let you sink your fangs so deep?
you know you can’t breathe on your own.  

past the point of rescuing 
why’d i keep pushing my luck
  the hole i wore into your soul
has got too big to overlook 
oneday the only butterflies left will be in our chests
as we march towards our death breathing our last breath
i thought we had a future 
but we ain’t got a chance in hell 
so tell me  how’s it gonna feel 
without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you. 
bet it feels pretty real when your skin starts to peel from the bone.

  you were dead to the world  
now i’m dead to you  haunting your own house 
nothing to lose 
i let you sink your fangs so deep ahhh
you know I can’t breathe on my own. (how can I breathe on my own)  
the sun is setting on our love,
i fear letting our loneliness out into the atmosphere 
the tide is turning on our chance to turn it round 
i never thought id see my fingernails fall out.
love isn’t in the air. 

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